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bobby fishscale - got it too lyrics

[intro]
yeah
big fish
meso!
yeah
(?) going crazy!
ay

[verse 1]
anything i got, then you know my dog got it too
i speak to you in the club, but i don’t f+ck with you
they expected me to change my flow
but who the f+ck i’m changing for?
and if i got a brick then you know that i’ma miss the show
and if i got a (?) l!ck, you can get it for the four
i want all the money, momma cry if i was to go broke
i was just in the county but i never dropped the d+mn soap
i was in my cell cutting up soap like i cut dope
n+ggas talking down on me but i know they really broke
plug threw a hundred (?) told me pay for 84
had a lil’ fifty on me, told me bring ’em 30 more
i’ve been getting money for a minute, but i want some more
grandma kicked me out, she say i keep on burning up the stove
aunty mad at me, say that cut keep f+cking up her nose
first day out you know i hit the kitchen then i hit the stro
they say that they been out here selling (?), it ain’t no (?) no mo

[verse 2]
n+ggas asking questions, really wanna know how we eating
b+tch we really trappin, but i know that it look like we gleesin
n+gga lookin sideways you can cut out all that (?)
the more that ya’ll keep on hating, the more that we gon’ keep on feastin’
i’m your favourite trapper favourite trapper
i get them bricks i rip them out the wrapper
don’t call me dan, but i’m very dapper
i put dope in your baby pamper
i hide the coke in a dirty pamper
i’m bringing bags, but b+tch, i’m not santa
i’m halloween, b+tch i’m jack+o’+lantern
you done went broke, now they laughing at ya

[verse 3]
i whip the dope with a fork and spatula
married to the game, b+tch, i’m not a bachelor
you a rookie selling dope? then i’ma keep on taxing ya
you know we smoking out the pound so we keep on passin’ em
if it ever goes down, then them sticks, we passin’ em
as soon as i touchdown, your lil hoes, i’m smashin’ em
and i stay designered down, where you get your fashion from?
they thought that i sold a, don’t come try to get another one

[verse 4]
so many people wanna take what i deserve
they weren’t wit’ me when i was hustlin’ on the curb
i made it from my aunt to a couple birds
i really get ’em and finesse the world
this sh+t on my neck really cost a bird
me and young tight just like rae sremmurd
if my momma wants some dope she gettin’ served
i really studied these streets, i’m a nerd
all a’s in the streets, i’m on honor roll
same (?) dropping 9, i’m only dropping 4’s
you wouldn’t make it in my trap, you movin’ too slow
you like to break ’em down, but we sell them things whole
we ain’t stressin’ ’bout no money, we got plenty of it
bobby fishbike, you know the streets finna flood
n+ggas in the county drinking coffee, call it mud
i can take one bag and make a whole (?)
you can take the hustler out the trup, but cannot take the hustler out him
if you did not send me sh+t then i don’t give a f+ck about you
lotta people did not send me sh+t but i got fat without ’em
you know that my dog be boomin, flocka but i’m strictly powder
all day i dream about sellin’ dope, dope fiend
hit it with the milk, make it blow like protein
if you don’t understand trappin’, you don’t understand me
all my n+ggas trap, we the fishscale family
we the fishscale family

[outro]
yeah
big fish
all my n+ggas trap, we the fishscale family

- bobby fishscale lyrics

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